Listen To The Whisper

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This husband and I…

Joined old people breakfast time at McDonald’s on the way out of town…in the group of oldies but goodies…one couple…stood out…the wife actually…her husband in flannel and jeans…hair mussed up around a trucker cap…she however…was stunning…

Just…so together…the hair…the clothes…the pearls…it was like Jacqueline Kennedy from the past…was plopped right here…in the future…something whispered in this old ear…tell her she’s beautiful…she needs to hear she’s beautiful…the opportunity tho…just wasn’t there…

But wouldn’t you know…as they rose to leave…this regal woman…stops at our table…and says…have a wonderful day…and there it was…cue stage left…I couldn’t help but notice…she hears…how lovely you are…you have such class and are so beautiful…

She gasped…smiled…brought her hand to her chest…said her day was made…in fact…her year…was made…as she made her exit…plain Jane me…coffee in one hand…hash brown in the other…paused to wonder about the serendipity of it all…and how happy she was…she listened…to that whisper…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…